Do you practice Strength based learning?

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Okay, today’s story is about the fact that there are 92 million migrant children in India. The majority could be non-literate.The Supreme Court had a dummy spit about this. The Government of India had to act on it. The outcome? For one,, access to education. And for another, dedicated schools for converting non-literate children in the age group of 8 to 14 into literate children.

High quality, equitable and inclusive education has to be the first step in including the migrant communities in this long voyage of development in India.

Have a read here – LINK.

That is one end of the journey. At the other end?

LINK

Bihar’s Sasaram railway station looks like any other normal station busy and bustling with trains, passengers and freight. Yet it gets metamorphosed into a place of learning every morning and evening for two hours, when the platform 1 and 2 sees young boys in droves studying and discussing current affairs, subjects and topics. Their aim is to crack the tough competitive examinations for jobs and admissions to top institutions.

LINK

Two stories. Two different angles. So let us see if we can use these two instances to construct an account that leads somewhere. The first account and the perspective is potentially an angle that could be construed as the ‘mainstreaming’ of the outsider. The second is an account that marvels at the ‘agency’ of the outsider.

Now let us take the notion of the agency. And for a moment hold the thought that there is agency in the first story too. It is a bit harder to see it. If we do perform the thought experiment that there is agency in both instances. If the only difference is age. Then we can construct an account that asks the question: what would the ‘station platform’ look like if it were imagined for the first story?

LINK

I will segue out from here. This is a girl. She has grown up with goats. Knows a lot about them? Yes. Heaps more than children her age that have grown up in concrete boxes in urban settings. Is her knowledge about goats a strength? Yes?

If yes then how does one construct a journey for this girl that acknowledges her strength? I don’t have an answer to that question. I think the answer is one that a lot of amazing rural teachers in India are grappling with. They are the front line. They are at the coal face. They are stuck between mainstreaming and strength based learning? Sort of. That is one part of it.

So I have been in this space. From Australia. Ruminating. Nudging. I will keep doing this. Maybe another 9 years. Yes that is what I may agreed to.

You can get a glimpse of this work here – LINK.

Two things you are not allowed to comment on. One is why my photo in each episode. Apparently it makes this more authentic. Kaalo angrez! The other is my hindi.

And this rendition is a better this mine. Haha!!

Movie: Buddha Mil Gaya (1971) Song: Raat Kali Ek Khwab Mein Aayee, Starcast: Navin Nischol, Archana, Singers: Kishore Kumar, Music Director: R D Burman, Lyrics: Majrooh Sultanpuri

Raat Kali Ek Khawab Mein Aayi

Kishore Kumar

रात कली एक ख़ाब में आई, और गले का हार हुई
रात कली एक ख़ाब में आई, और गले का हार हुई
सुबह को जब हम नींद से जागे, आँख उन्हीं से चार हुई
रात कली एक ख़ाब में आई, और गले का हार हुई

चाहे कहो इसे मेरी मोहब्बत, चाहे हँसी में उड़ा दो
ये क्या हुआ मुझे? मुझ को ख़बर नहीं, हो सके तुम्हीं बता दो
चाहे कहो इसे मेरी मोहब्बत, चाहे हँसी में उड़ा दो
ये क्या हुआ मुझे? मुझ को ख़बर नहीं, हो सके तुम्हीं बता दो

तुम ने क़दम तो रखा ज़मीं पर, सीने में क्यूँ झनकार हुई?
रात कली एक ख़ाब में आई, और गले का हार हुई

आँखों में काजल और लटों में काली घटा का बसेरा
साँवली सूरत, मोहनी मूरत, सावन रुत का सवेरा
आँखों में काजल और लटों में काली घटा का बसेरा
साँवली सूरत, मोहनी मूरत, सावन रुत का सवेरा

जब से ये मुखड़ा दिल में खिला है, दुनिया मेरी गुलज़ार हुई
रात कली एक ख़ाब में आई, और गले का हार हुई

यूँ तो हसीनों के, माहजबीनों के होते हैं रोज़ नज़ारे
पर उन्हें देख के देखा है जब तुम्हें, तुम लगे और भी प्यारे
यूँ तो हसीनों के, माहजबीनों के होते हैं रोज़ नज़ारे
पर उन्हें देख के देखा है जब तुम्हें, तुम लगे और भी प्यारे

बाँहों में ले लूँ ऐसी तमन्ना एक नहीं, कई बार हुई
रात कली एक ख़ाब में आई, और गले का हार हुई
सुबह को जब हम नींद से जागे, आँख उन्हीं से चार हुई
रात कली एक ख़ाब में आई, और गले का हार हुई

By Soumitri Varadarajan

Soumitri lives in Melbourne, Australia - #probonodesign #codesign #sustainability #patientexperience #quantifiedself #mdg

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